Hyperion, Monday Afternoon
After the night she'd had, Callisto was surprisingly calm when she woke up.
It might have been the drugs, it might have been the need to process an entire lifetime of memories, many of them the kind you'd rather forget.
Or maybe it was just because she was saving the incandescent rage for when she actually got her hands on Logan.
It might have been the drugs, it might have been the need to process an entire lifetime of memories, many of them the kind you'd rather forget.
Or maybe it was just because she was saving the incandescent rage for when she actually got her hands on Logan.